LEONARD'S POV:
As she hugged me, her warmth wrapped around me like a soothing balm. Her body was soft yet strong, and I felt an inexplicable calm in her presence. I didn’t want to leave—I didn’t need to—but I had to. The longer I stayed, the more drawn I became to her. The attraction was undeniable, yet it made me uneasy.
When I looked into her eyes, they held a serene, unreadable expression. Was she as calm as she appeared, or was there something she was holding back? I wished, more than anything, that I could take away all her troubles, that I could shield her from everything weighing her down.
“Goodbye, Leonard,” she said softly, the words pulling me out of my spiraling thoughts. She repeated them as if trying to cement the finality of my departure.
I nodded, forcing myself to return to reality. “Goodbye, Evelyn,” I managed, my voice barely above a whisper. I turned and left, each step away from her feeling heavier than the last.
When I reached the garage, I glanced at the car I had bought her not long ago. The sight of it brought a fleeting pang of happiness. Knowing that she liked it filled me with an inexplicable sense of accomplishment. I had spent hours agonizing over what she might want, But now, seeing how much she appreciated it, I was content with my decision.
I climbed into my own car, started the engine, and drove off. The road stretched ahead of me, but my mind wandered back to Evelyn. Why did I tell her about Aaron yet? I imagined her mood, if she was deep thinking about it at the moment.
Evelyn was strong; I knew that. She had tried to deal with the situation gracefully, especially given the circumstances. But what would happen when I wasn’t there? Who would shield her if things escalated?
I hoped she’d consider visiting her father, at least for a while. Yet the truth remained: I had already told her, and there was no taking it back. All I could do now was ensure she was safe from any potential harm. Resolving to dig deeper into Aaron’s actions and motives, I vowed to protect Evelyn at all costs.
As I pulled into my driveway, my determination crystallized. Once inside, I called My person guard, my personal guard, to meet me in the living room. He arrived promptly, standing at attention as I motioned for him to sit.
“I need to know everything about how you caught Aaron,” I said, my tone firm. “Leave nothing out.”
He nodded, his expression serious. “When you gave me the day off, I decided to try out a new restaurant with a girl I met online,” he began, his voice steady but low.
He paused for a moment, perhaps recalling the events in vivid detail. “We were at the restaurant, and she excused herself to take a call. I was left alone at the table, and that’s when I noticed Aaron. He was sitting just a table away, talking on his phone. At first, I didn’t pay much attention, but then I overheard something that caught my ear.”
He leaned forward, his eyes sharp. “He said, ‘The Wyatt Company is as good as ordinary now that Evelyn is handling it until she gives up.’ He mentioned that the deal was done and demanded the rest of his payment. His exact words were, ‘Mr. Wyatt may be influential, but my uncle is on the board.’ From that alone, I knew he wasn’t working alone.”
He paused, giving me a moment to absorb his words. “I snapped a picture of him discreetly and ran a search. That’s when I found out he attended the same college as Evelyn and his name. It was too much of a coincidence.”
I leaned back, taking a deep breath as my mind raced. Pieces of the puzzle were falling into place, but the picture was far from complete.
“Make sure Evelyn is safe too, the work might be too much for Alex alone.,” I said finally, my voice resolute.
His expression darkened. “I’ll keep an eye on her, sir,” he assured me. “But I think we should also dig deeper into Aaron’s motives. We need to find out who he was talking to.”
I nodded. “Exactly what I was thinking. I want every detail you can find on him. Leave no stone unturned.”
He pulled out his phone and began typing furiously. “I’ll get started immediately.”
Satisfied, I called Alex, another trusted guard, and instructed him to keep a close watch on Evelyn. Her safety was my top priority, and I wasn’t willing to take any risks. Alex promised to follow my orders to the letter.
After wrapping up my discussion with my guard, I dialed the number of the man who had overseen Evelyn’s recent project review—Aaron’s supposed uncle. The phone rang several times before he finally picked up.
“Hello, Leonard Henderson speaking,” I said, keeping my tone sharp and professional.
There was a pause on the other end, followed by a hesitant, “Yes, sir.”
“I’d like to meet with you tomorrow at 9 a.m. to discuss Miss Evelyn Wyatt’s project presentation,” I said curtly. My patience was wearing thin, and I wasn’t in the mood for pleasantries.
The man stuttered, clearly taken aback. “Y-yes, sir. Of course.”
I didn’t wait for him to say more. Hanging up, I felt a surge of satisfaction. I knew he would scramble to fix whatever mess he had caused before our meeting. Evelyn deserved nothing less than the recognition she had worked so hard for, and I would make sure she got it.
As I set the phone down, a wave of emotions washed over me. I couldn’t ignore the truth any longer—I was falling for Evelyn. I had tried to convince myself that my concern for her was purely altruistic. But deep down, I knew there was more to it than that.
The thought of Caleb, my nephew, flashed through my mind Memories of seeing him outside Evelyn’s gate the previous night resurfaced, and I couldn’t shake the feeling that he was up to something. But I brushed the thought aside; there were more pressing matters to deal with.
Turning to my personal guard, who was still seated across from me, I said, “I need Aaron’s address. Now.”
He nodded, his fingers flying across his phone’s screen. A few minutes later, he handed me a piece of paper with the address scribbled on it.
“Thank you,” I said, clutching it tightly. Determination burned in my chest.
EVELYN'S POV:As I walked into my house, I couldn't help but think about Aaron and what Leonard had told me. Questions about why Aaron would do something like that filled my heart. Life had a way of teaching harsh lessons, and this was one of them—be careful with people, and don't trust too easily.But I didn’t want to dwell on it for long. I had shared an amazing time with Leonard the night before, and I didn’t want anything to ruin those memories. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, forcing Aaron's thoughts out of my mind.Instead, I focused on how Leonard had surprised me with the car and how we had spent the day together, laughing and joking. The way he looked at me, with so much care and affection, lingered in my mind. He made me feel like I was the only person in the world who mattered. I hadn’t felt this way about anyone before, but I could tell when I loved someone and when they cared for me in return. I couldn’t hide it anymore—I loved Leonard.I wasn’t going to let thou
EVELYN'S POV:At the first ring, Leonard picked up the call. His calm voice greeted me, and I wasted no time asking if he could come to my place for the night, whenever he was done with what he was doing.“As it pleases her majesty,” he teased, his tone light and playful.I explained to him that I was heading to see my dad but reassured him that my place would remain unlocked. It took so much discipline not to share the good news about my project approval with him right away. I wanted to tell him face-to-face and see his reaction.Once I was ready, I stepped out of my room, eager to meet my dad. However, as I entered his house, it was eerily quiet. Confusion began to take hold.“Dad?” I called out, but there was no response.I headed to his bedroom door, only to find it locked. My confusion quickly turned into fear.“Dad?” I called again, my voice more urgent as I rushed back to the living room.Just then, the lights flickered on, and there he was, standing with a bottle of wine in hi
EVELYN'S POVAs I sat in the office, my eyes were fixed on the laptop in front of me, one hand resting on my cheek. Though my eyes were on the screen, my thoughts wandered far away. Suddenly, the door creaked open, pulling my attention to the figure standing in the doorway. It was Leonard, and my heart skipped a beat as our eyes met. I glanced at the clock—it was past 6 p.m. I adjusted my chair and sat up straight, attempting to compose myself.As I stared at Leonard, my imagination took over for a moment. He looked like he had just stepped out of an oven—hot and fresh. I could almost pounce on him. A smile crept onto his face as his eyes stayed locked on mine, and I felt my heart flutter.We hadn’t spoken a word since he entered, but the tension between us was undeniable. I found my breaths shallow and labored—it was like I couldn’t breathe. That was when I finally understood the concept of, “you take my breath away.”Leonard broke the silence, his voice low and husky. “Evelyn, I’m s
EVELYN'S POVIt was the first time I'd seen Leonard so cold and detached. His piercing gaze bore into Aaron's soul, and his voice was firm and commanding. The tension in the room was palpable, like the sharp crackle of high-voltage electricity, I watched Leonard’s personality switch.I struggled to collect myself, focusing on the unfolding situation. Aaron was pleading his innocence, insisting he had done nothing wrong. But Leonard wasn’t buying it. His anger was evident in the tight lines of his jaw and the sharpness of his tone. “Cut that off.” He said in a cold tone.“The sooner you stop lying, the safer it’ll be for you,” Leonard warned icily.Then came the questions, each one like a carefully aimed bullet:“Why did you ensure Evelyn's project was terminated? Why did you want to bring down the company? Who do you work with? And why do you work with them?”Leonard’s men stood nearby, their expressions stoic and unreadable, ready to act at the slightest cue. I shivered, a cold chill
EVELYN'S POV:As I stepped out of the car, I stood for a moment, watching Leonard drive away. A pang pierced my heart. I had chosen to suppress whatever feelings I harbored for him. A tear trickled down my cheek. I watched him turn the car around and drive off. I knew my decisions wouldn't be an easy one.But I had a task to accomplish and I had to stay undistracted.Swallowing my emotions, I went inside. After a quick change of clothes, I went downstairs and got a bottle of water from the kitchen. I needed to catch up with Dad. The classes had to start soon, and I needed to update him about Caleb and Dana, though I still felt uncertain. I was reluctant to leave my room, but summoning all my strength, I forced myself to go.As I stepped out of the house, I took a deep breath and closed the door behind me.When I reached Dad’s place. I saw him seated on the balcony. Quietly, I made my way upstairs to where he sat. He was engrossed in a small book, barely noticing my presence.“Morning
LEONARD'S POV:As I drove home, my mind raced with thoughts about what the problem could be. I couldn’t quite put my finger on it. She has been acting gloomy since at the house. Another thought crept in—maybe this was an opportunity. I had been trying to suppress the feelings I had for Evelyn, and now seemed like the perfect time to create some distance. I’d help her as much as I could, but I’d stay away. It was for the best. We couldn’t be together, not when she was my nephew’s fiancée.Pulling into the driveway, I entered the house and headed straight to my bedroom. Exhaustion weighed me down—I had been up late working on some files the night before and barely had any sleep. I remembered the meeting with Aaron's uncle, but there was no need for that anymore.Cancelled the meeting over a text to him. I collapsed onto the bed, thoughts swirling in my mind, and eventually drifted off.I woke up to the buzzing of my phone, the noise jolting me awake. "Damn it, I forgot to silence my pho
LEONARDS POV:I could feel my calmness swiftly slipping away, replaced by mounting nervousness. My phone rang, and when I looked at the screen, it was Alex. Without hesitation, I picked up.He had sent me the plate number of the car they drove."Where are you right now?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady but failing to mask my curiosity."I tried to follow them, but I lost them," he replied shakily.I cursed under my breath in frustration. Quickly, I opened the image Alex had sent, studying the plate number. Without wasting time I made a call to someone I trusted, someone who could help trace the car.Then, I waited—anxiously—for results.I instructed my personal guard and his three men to stay ready for action at my command. Once that was clear, I left the room, and walked briskly to my garage and drove off to Evelyn's house.Halfway there, I received a call from the tracker. Disappointment hit me like a brick when he informed me he couldn’t trace the car. Frustrated but determ
EVELYN’S POV:After Leonard’s call, I felt restless. My heart wouldn’t stop pounding. Lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling, I couldn’t shake off anxiety that gnawed at me. Just when I thought I might drift into some semblance of peace, my phone buzzed. Dana’s name appeared across the screen. Reluctantly I answered the call. Her tone on the line was urgent, a desperate edge in her voice.“She was outside at my gateWhy” I asked to myself. But I shrugged my shoulders and decided to check on her.Reluctantly, I left my phone on the bed and stepped outside to meet her.As I walked out different thoughts ran through my mind.“This might be a trap Evelyn.” I warned myself But curiosity got the best of me.Dana stood by a car which was filled with luggage and stuff, tears streaking her face. I hadn't seen her cry before, but this wasn’t just sadness; it was desperation. Her voice broke as she spoke.“Evelyn, I’ve done horrible things to you even what you can't think of,” she began, her s
EVELYN'S POV:Just when I thought I was finally catching a break from all the chaos, my heart pounded uncontrollably as I deciphered who had sent the message. I cursed under my breath in frustration. I hadn’t even finished dealing with Caleb and Dana, and now this? "Get ready for the battle you just began!" the text read.I stared at the screen in disbelief. Why was everything happening now? Hadn’t I already been through enough? Yet, as much as I wanted to break down, I knew I couldn’t afford to. Leonard had warned me before: staying strong was my only option. And I will abide by just that.Sliding my phone into my pocket, I headed to my room to gather my thoughts. I tried to act normal—at least on the surface—but my body betrayed me. My father noticed immediately that something was off when I got back. His concerned gaze lingered as I handed him the documents he had requested earlier.“Are you okay?” he asked, his voice tinged with hesitation.I nodded quickly. “Yeah, I’m fine.” I re
EVELYN'S POV:When I arrived at his place, he was sitting on the balcony, his shoulders slumped, staring out at the horizon. It wasn’t like him. I made my way inside and climbed the stairs, feeling a heaviness in the air. Something wasn’t right. And feared for the worst, but still couldn't say what could be wrong.“Hey, Dad,” I greeted as I stepped onto the balcony, forcing a smile. He turned to look at me, but his response was muted, his tone flat. My heart skipped a beat.As I walked closer, I noticed the small picture of my mom clutched in his hand. His eyes glistened with unshed tears, and it broke my heart to see him like this. “Hey, Dad,” I said softly, kneeling beside him. “I know you miss Mom. I miss her too, more than words can say. But you’ve got to take it easy on yourself. This—this won’t help you, Dad. You know Mom would want you to be happy. She’d want you to find joy, even in her absence. You still have me. Don’t you think I’m filling even a tiny bit of the space she le
EVELYN'S POV:Like the morning sun breaking through the horizon, his voice illuminated my day. He complimented me with a warmth that sent a blush creeping across my face. Though I tried to hide it, it was impossible. Leonard had a way of seeing right through me. “You look cute that way.” He said as he noticed the blush, and tucked me.I laughed as I reacted to it.“Sit,” I said, motioning toward the bed. I brought the breakfast tray up and placed it between us. We ate together, but the meal was brief; the clock reminded us both of the looming workday ahead.Once we finished, I gathered the dishes and headed to the kitchen. When I returned to the room, Leonard was already waiting for a bath. We stepped into the bathroom together, savoring a quiet, intimate moment before the rush of the day overtook us.Afterwards, we dressed and got ready to leave. My phone buzzed just as I reached for my bag. It was my secretary. She reminded me not to forget the files I had taken home to work on. “
EVELYN’S POV:He paused, his gaze piercing mine as though he was waiting for permission to speak. His intensity was palpable, but I said nothing. I just stood there, staring at him, my emotions swirling in a confusing storm of anger, hurt, and vulnerability.Suddenly, a wave of nausea hit me, and I barely made it to the bathroom in time before throwing up. My stomach churned violently, and tears streamed down my face as my body heaved. Leonard appeared moments later, crouching by my side. He helped me clean up without saying a word, his hands steady and comforting.“I’ll be fine,” I murmured, my voice hoarse. “Just… excuse me for a moment. I need to take a bath.”He nodded and left the bathroom, giving me the privacy I needed. The cold water from the shower was both soothing and shocking, washing away some of the emotional turmoil, if only temporarily. I took my time, letting the water cleanse me physically and emotionally.When I stepped out of the bathroom, wrapped in a towel, I not
EVELYN’S POV:My heart was racing as I scrolled through the images and the accompanying write-ups, each headline more shocking than the last. I leaned back in my chair, overwhelmed by a storm of emotions. Tears welled up in my eyes as I struggled to process everything. All I ever wanted was peace—peace I thought I had finally found with Leonard. But now, that fragile trust I was building had been shattered. How could he do this to me?I pushed myself up from the chair and trudged back to the bedroom, collapsing onto the bed. I lay there, trying to make sense of it all, but my mind had reached its limit. No clear thoughts emerged; only a chaotic swirl of hurt and frustration. I tried to sleep, hoping it would bring me some relief, but the turmoil inside me wouldn’t let me let sleep intervene.Frustrated, I got up and began pacing the room. My anger bubbled over, and I grabbed nearby items, smashing them against the walls. The destruction brought no solace, just more emptiness. Desperat
EVELYN’S POV:We walked out of the restaurant, the crowd still waiting outside. I tried to hide my tear-streaked face as we passed through them. When we reached the car, Leonard opened the door for me. I entered, and he followed. And he ordered the driver to move the car.The only sound in the car was the soft hum of the engine and my quiet sobs. How could I have known that Leonard was only taking me for a ride and would eventually break my heart? Caleb was right all along. I remembered his warning, how he’d told me to be careful. Even though we were not cool, I regretted not listening to him.Tears continued to flow as helplessness overwhelmed me."Evelyn, this isn’t what you think. Please let me explain," Leonard pleaded, his voice calm yet desperate.His words only fueled my anger. "Please, Leonard, take me home and spare me the lies. You never even asked me out officially! I only assumed things. How foolish could I have been?" I said, my voice trembling through my tears."Evelyn,
EVELYN'S POVI couldn't help but catch Leonard's glances every now and then. He could barely take his eyes off me, and I felt my cheeks warm with shyness as a blush crept over my face."Why are you staring like that?" I asked, still shy.Leonard looked at me with a deep sigh. "Right now, I feel like I'm getting a tan, 'cause girl, you're damn scorching.""Oh, right, but stop giving me those eyes," I chuckled at my last words. "I mean, you don't want to ruin my period do you?”"Wait, what eyes?" Leonard asked, leaning closer so I could see his eyes more clearly.I gasped. It felt like there was magic in his gaze. Leonard was a ten out of ten, and the more I looked at him, the more my heart fluttered. I was falling for him deeply. I looked away immediately, not wanting to be caught staring—or worse, drooling."I see. She gets a little shy," he teased, a smirk playing on his lips. "You can't really handle me, huh?"My whole face turned red, and I couldn’t meet his gaze anymore.He reache
EVELYN’S POV:The moment the door clicked shut behind him, I rushed upstairs, quietly tiptoeing as I neared Leonard’s room. I didn’t know why, but my curiosity burned—what was Leonard up to?As I approached, I caught snippets of his conversation through the slightly open door.“Listen, Mr. Watt,” Leonard’s voice was calm and firm, “by next week, everything will be sorted out. You’ll have your meeting with her. I promise you won’t regret this. Evelyn’s sharp, and you’ll gain so much from collaborating with the company. You just need to give us a bit more time. I know there’ve been delays, but trust me—right now, she’s not fit for an official meeting.”It hit me like a wave. Leonard had been managing my schedule, helping me when I couldn’t help myself. Mr. Watt should’ve been furious over these constant delays, but he wasn’t—because of Leonard. He’d been standing in the gap for me, silently ensuring things didn’t fall apart. But, I wondered if this was the reason behind Leonard's react
EVELYN’S POV:The sunlight cast a golden glow on my body through the curtains, entering directly into my eyes and forcing them open. I squinted against the brightness, disoriented. It was morning already, though the night had felt far too short.As usual, Leonard wasn’t in bed. I turned toward the door, half-expecting him to walk in with my morning coffee, as he often did. Ten minutes passed, and still, he didn’t show up.A wave of anger washed over me. Why would he just leave without letting me know? Tears stung at the corners of my eyes. I needed him around—his presence was my comfort. Had he left because I was on my period? The thought alone made me furious. If that was his reason, it was rude and lame. And I vowed to not speak to him again.But then I remembered how sweet he’d been the previous night. Could something have happened? My anger began to fade into worry, my mind swirling with a hundred possibilities.I snapped my fingers, trying to shake off the negative thoughts. “Wha